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			<title>Our Stars</title>
			<description>Wrote this for my loved one. Inspired by a night we had sitting outside and gazing at the midnight sky.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1851421/</link>
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			<title>The Daoist</title>
			<description>A presence that enters silently, Yet speaks volumes.He requires no bravado,It is artificial.&amp;nbsp;A seat transforms in to a podium,Yet it is the world speaking.He is anticipating to learn.&amp;nbsp;A few chosen words shared,Yet they echo the wisdom of life exposur..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1837753/</link>
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			<title>How it was. </title>
			<description>Hopefully a subtle descriptive poem of a horrendous personal experience. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1806239/</link>
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			<title>Homeland</title>
			<description>Something and short I wrote, to describe my feelings when I moved away from to be with my ex partner.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1801761/</link>
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			<title>Story of our lives</title>
			<description>Something I wrote during a moment of reflection and realised we all share this in some way. An essential part of romantic lives </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1794799/</link>
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			<title>The deceiving Glass</title>
			<description>Nothing is ever what it seems</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1794660/</link>
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			<title>The Silent Songbird</title>
			<description>The morning concert I hear every day from my window inspired this piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1793455/</link>
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			<title>The cycle</title>
			<description>Something I wrote while travelling between Bristol Temple Meads and Swansea on the train. During a quiet moment of contemplation.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1791647/</link>
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			<title>Dream control group one - scraped.</title>
			<description>Up until recently I was with my ex-partner for nearly two years and he asked me to move my life to be with him in Bristol. Fours months in, he gave up and threw me out. This my response to him. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1791144/</link>
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			<title>You are no one...</title>
			<description>You will always be the one be that saved me....And destroyed me.You will always be the one who shared my nightmare...And never let me forget.You will always be the one who made me believe again...Then shattered the dream.You will always be the one who made my heart warm...And made it cold to every e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1781919/</link>
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			<title>Searching...</title>
			<description>I am looking for an answer that is not there,I am searching for a person that doesn't care,Trapped in between the place I want to go and the place I should be.Problems, suffocations leave the body half dead in a lonely ally,As personifications, the answers pass the body by.I am looking for an exit t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1781913/</link>
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			<title>Bloodstone</title>
			<description>A dark piece of poetry I wrote during a time when writing became my outlet.

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1781901/</link>
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			<title>The written word</title>
			<description>We stir.We flow.We remind you of moments long ago.We feel.We heal.We are stamped with a lover&amp;rsquo;s eternalseal.We captivate. We shatter.We can appear that we are all thatmatter. We tender.We render. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; W..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1763501/</link>
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			<title>1001 Tales to tell</title>
			<description>One of my many shorts.
My father always talks about a life lived is having a 1000 stories to tell so this is inspired by that positive notion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1756622/</link>
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			<title>Clever Mr. Crow</title>
			<description>This was written in response to a reaction to my behaviour after a four year relationship crumbed. As the situation unfolded, I analysed his behaviour within his social group,his mannerisms &amp; ego.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1752192/</link>
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			<title>Tripping the light demented</title>
			<description>I am certain there are periods of your life, you look back on and your still not sure what to make of it. I have quite a few, particularly when I was seeking something joyful and for-filling.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1751920/</link>
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			<title>'Nicotine and caffeine'</title>
			<description>Another piece I wrote many years ago, inspired by a customer who used to visit the cafe I was working in over ten years ago. She had such a presence, I had to write something.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1751896/</link>
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			<title>Broken Down</title>
			<description>Short story I wrote many years ago. Inspired by personal events and scenarios that had happened to people around me.
Adult language is used.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1751887/</link>
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			<title>'Regina Phoenix'</title>
			<description> An interpretation of the early life and development of one of my favourite historical figures. Queen Elizabeth the first, the last Tudor monarch.

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Llinos13/1751879/</link>
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